Counting on God

I'm not even sure where to start.

Jeff has been in Florida for over a month and a half now. I know we are making the right decision. God has shown us over and over. Why is it so hard to just let go and wait then? The worship team at the church Jeff is going to sang this song while we were there. It is my theme song now, "Counting on God" by the Desperation Band. Here are some of the lyrics:

Joy unspeakable that won't go away.

Just enough strength to live for today.

So I never have to worry what tomorrow will bring,

Cause my faith is on solid rock.

I am counting on God.

I learned a long time ago to NOT pray for patience, but apparently God thinks I need more...with my mindset right now, maybe I do.

Pray

I'm not too fond of the forecast for Friday. Ice and plane landings don't go too well together! Jeff is supposed to be coming in early in the afternoon. I will drive to St. Louis or Indianapolis to get him if I have to.

Wait...is that the finish line???

Four down and one to go! Tomorrow is my hardest final--Statistics. I have been taking it as an online course. I was a tad worried about not ever actually having to go to class, but so far I'm doing well. Unfortunately, one test can mess it all up. Any guesses as to how my night will look?

Why I sometimes hate technology...

Warning! Content below contains venting and possibly a bit of anger...

Spending three hours taking an on line test for school, clicking on 'submit', receiving an error message, and realizing the program just zapped half of your answers!

I'm here!!!!!

O.K. Like I said...Craziness confirmed!
My silence is not because I wanted to leave the blogosphere. Actually, I think my computer is now a permanent appendage. Five to six essays a week for just one class, 30 hours of classroom observations... It's almost over! One more week until finals. I won't even start on the rest of life. If I start typing now, I'll miss finals.
I just wanted to let you all know I haven't stopped blogging on purpose. It's been out of prioritizing necessity.
Blog you all again soon...hopefully!


To keep up with our life until then, Jeff has a blog and is more consistent lately:
buck-stops-here.blogspot.com

Craziness confirmed!

WOW! School is intense! Two weeks down, 14 to go!
I love my history class. My professor either taught or was principal when my in-laws were in his school! The class has an easy pace which compared to the rest is completely refreshing! My education class is good so far, but will get busy with 30 hours of observations and a group presentation due around Thanksgiving. My Spanish class is good but LOOOOONG 6:30-9:55. After only two classes I already have a test next week. My online Sociology class is KILLING me! Two chapters a week including just under 60 pages of reading, 2 powerpoints, 2 essays, a discussion essay and an occasional video. I just started Satistics this past Tues. It went much better after going and purchasing the TI-84+ calculator. Apparently my TI-81 from the early 90's is irrelevant. I was so proud that after X number of years, it still works!
Short and sweet. I'm going to go crash now. I'll be up by six to get the kids out the door and continue to make a dent in my homework!
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

Another random Christi funny...

Tonight at dinner I made a family favorite, Chicken Carbonara.
Christi tends to be a grazer and not sit for meals. In order to coax her into coming back for a bite, we have lowered ourselves to telling her we will eat her food first. The scenario goes a bit like this:
Us-"Christi, come eat."
Christi-no response
Us-"Christi, I'm going to take a bite! My bite!"
Christi-"AHHHHHHH!" as she comes running with her mouth wide open.

Well, we wrangled her into the high chair tonight. I was busy feeding her, so Jeff jokingly took my fork to give me a bite of MY food. Christi grabbed his hand and began to shove my food into her mouth. Jeff tried to stop her, but the small and mighty overtook him and got it in her mouth. Jeff told her that it was my food and showed her the fork on her own plate. As soon as she realized that she had actually taken a bite of my food, she proceeded to spit it out! This resulted in a round of hysterical laughter. She is good for that every now and then.